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"Halt!" We halted. "About face!" As the prisoner eyed me both of us listened. His equanimity was almost winsome, and I saw that friendliness was going to be his tactics.

"What do you see?" His frown scared me to my finger-tips.

"Wait a moment," she murmured, and watched the promenading pair turn back. Then she asked if I had read my mother's letter. I said I had. And then, very pensively, with head bent and eyes once more down, she inquired if I liked to get letters. Which led, quite accidentally, to my asking leave to write to her.

"Hmm; Charlotte Oliver. Are you sure you have the name just right?"

"General Austin believes it is. You're being used to bait a trap, Richard."

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